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Carte Blanche: Helena Wittmann

18.10’22
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Wildnis © Helena Wittmann
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Op uit­no­di­ging van Art Cinema OFFoff pre­sen­teert de Duitse cine­as­te Helena Wittmann een car­te blan­che-pro­gram­ma rond haar nieu­we film Human Flowers of Flesh – te zien tij­dens Film Fest Gent.

Helena Wittmann (1982) stu­deer­de aan de kunst­aca­de­mie in Hamburg waar ze les kreeg van Angela Schanelec (I Was at Home ButThe Dreamed PathOrly), een boeg­beeld van de Berlijnse School. Haar lang­speel­de­buut Drift (2017) werd met­een ont­van­gen als een van de meest ori­gi­ne­le en indruk­wek­ken­de films van de afge­lo­pen jaren. Drift knip­oog­de dui­de­lijk naar Michael Snows Wavelength (1967) en met opvol­ger Human Flowers of Flesh, waar­voor ze zelf de prach­ti­ge 16mm-foto­gra­fie ver­zorg­de, toont ze ander­maal haar affi­ni­teit met de expe­ri­men­te­le film­tra­di­tie. Een gedroom­de gast voor OFFoff. Haar werk is onder meer ver­toond op de film­fes­ti­vals van Locarno, Oberhausen en Venetië, de Viennale, FID Marseille, IFFR, New Directors/​New Films, TIFF Wavelengths en Tate Modern.

In haar car­te blan­che ver­bindt Wittmann enke­le abso­lu­te klas­sie­kers uit de expe­ri­men­te­le canon met jong werk. Ze com­bi­neert een eigen kort­film, Wildnis (2013), met een mijl­paal uit de avant-gar­de waar ze als stu­dent over schreef, Unsere Afrikareise (1966) van de Weense groot­mees­ter Peter Kubelka. Een inspi­ra­tie­bron waar in Human Flowers of Flesh uit wordt geci­teerd, is de roman De Matroos van Gibraltar (1952) van Marguerite Duras, de Franse schrijf­ster-cine­as­te van wie Wittmann graag Les Mains néga­ti­ves (1978) laat zien. Ze vindt ook veel ver­want­schap in het heden­daag­se werk van Dane Komljen (All the Cities of the North) en selec­teert zijn inven­tie­ve Phantasiesätze (2017). Tot slot kiest Wittmann voor de eer­ste expe­ri­men­te­le film die ze ooit zag en waar ze tij­dens het maken van Human Flowers of Flesh vaak aan terug­dacht: het magi­sche Mothlight (1963) van Stan Brakhage. Kind of a wild pro­gram,” aldus Wittmann.

Among a new gene­ra­ti­on of German film­ma­kers, Hamburg’s Helena Wittmann is uni­que­ly ele­men­tal, even pri­mal, in her con­cerns. Her bewit­ching sop­ho­mo­re fea­tu­re Human Flowers of Flesh, an ellip­ti­cal tale of fema­le desi­re set on the high seas, pus­hes Wittmann’s mate­ri­a­list impul­ses fur­ther than ever. The film’s oce­a­nic nar­ra­ti­ve pro­gres­si­on is nothing if not impo­sing.
 — Jordan Cronk

We tonen alle films op de ori­gi­ne­le film­dra­ger! De 35mm-kopie van Les Mains néga­ti­ves wordt live onder­ti­teld in het Engels.

Gevolgd door een gesprek met Helena Wittmann over haar invloe­den en manier van werken.


Peter Kubelka

Unsere Afrikareise

AT • 1966 • 13' • colour • 16mm
In 1961, Kubelka was hired to docu­ment the African hun­ting trip of a group of European tou­rists. He accom­pa­nied them, recor­ded many hours of film and sound, but after­wards hij­ack­ed the mate­ri­al and spent five years edi­ting this mate­ri­al into a most uncon­ven­ti­o­nal film. The result, Unsere Afrikareise, is one of the most den­se­ly pack­ed 12½ minu­tes in film his­to­ry, and makes tru­ly extra­or­di­na­ry use of the cre­a­ti­ve pos­si­bi­li­ties of sound. Kubelka weds an ima­ge to a sound recor­ded els­e­whe­re. He calls the­se com­bi­na­ti­ons sync events”, e.g. a gunshot appe­ars to shoot a hat off a man’s head, or whi­te and black men sha­ke hands to the sound of thun­der. By com­bi­ning the­se dis­pa­ra­te ele­ments, Kubelka makes arti­cu­la­ti­ons” (his words), which fuse sepa­ra­te pie­ces both rhythmi­cally and the­ma­ti­cally in a man­ner pos­si­ble only in film. — Fred Camper For me, Unsere Afrikareise is, in its own gen­re, the most inten­se sound film that exists.” — Peter Kubelka Unsere Afrikareise is about the richest, most arti­cu­la­te, and most com­pres­sed film I have ever seen. I have seen it four times and I am going to see it many, many times more, and the more I see it, the more I see in it. Kubelka’s film is one of cinema’s few mas­ter­pie­ces and a work of such gre­at per­fec­ti­on that it for­ces one to re-eva­lu­a­te eve­ry­thing that one knew about cine­ma. The incre­di­ble arti­stry of this man, his incre­di­ble pati­en­ce. (He wor­ked on Unsere Afrikareise for five years; the film is 12 and a half minu­tes long.) His methods of wor­king (he lear­ned by heart 14 hours of tapes and three hours of film, fra­me by fra­me), and the beau­ty of his accom­plish­ment makes the rest of us look like ama­teurs.” — Jonas Mekas One of the most sophis­ti­ca­ted visi­ons in the his­to­ry of the cine­ma.” — P. Adams Sitney
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© sixpackfilm

Helena Wittmann

Wildnis

DE • 2013 • 12' • colour • digital
Potatoes have to be peeled, wit­he­red orchid blos­soms must be pluck­ed. Then eve­ry­thing is in order. In addi­ti­on to demon­stra­ting the unex­pec­ted com­plexi­ties of indi­vi­du­al life paths, Wildnis (The Wild) esta­blis­hes the pos­si­bi­li­ty of cine­ma­tic spa­ce” beco­ming a type of third spa­ce”. Two see­min­gly con­tras­ting spa­ces mer­ge to con­struct a new spa­ce. The first spa­ce is the living room of a reti­red cou­ple. The second spa­ce is embo­died in Super 8 recor­dings filmed by the old man during his numerous trips to Africa and Asia during the 60s, 70s, 80s and 90s. The pic­tu­res show exo­tic ani­mals which are pro­jec­ted direct­ly onto the walls and fur­ni­tu­re of the hou­se. The assem­bly of the­se dif­fe­ring spa­ces does not cre­a­te a more suc­cinct bounda­ry bet­ween them, but rather assists in the ming­ling of the two spa­ces. In this fleeting moment of third spa­ce, as it is limi­ted by time, a new cine­ma­tic rea­li­ty is for­med. — Helena Wittmann
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© Helena Wittmann

Dane Komljen

Phantasiesätze

DK/DE • 2017 • 17' • colour • digital
In the late 1920s, Walter Benjamin play­ed a game with a 11-year-old girl. He would give her a few words, not less than five, not more than ten. She was then sup­po­sed to for­ge sen­ten­ces out of the­se lexi­cal groups, to give order to the arbi­tra­ry, to gene­ra­te sen­se. The phra­ses she came up with were less about cre­a­ting one mea­ning, and more about pro­du­cing a sta­te of flux. They were a work of moving and arran­ging, sli­ding and lin­king, cre­a­ting a spa­ce whe­re nothing was left out. (…) With Fantasy Sentences, I also play­ed a game, one whe­re you ima­gi­ne a habi­tat whe­re humans are only pre­sent via all the many things they left behind. What if a city con­sists of nothing, but coexis­ting tra­ces? Family archi­ves of black and whi­te pho­tos, Super 8 and Hi8 foot­a­ge as repo­si­to­ries of memo­ry. Housing blocks and super­mar­kets, bars and cine­ma the­a­tres as repo­si­to­ries of memo­ry. What about trees and bus­hes, bir­ds and wol­ves, dust and con­cre­te? How do they remem­ber? What would they make of ima­ges of friends spen­ding their time by the river? How would they read them? Who would do the trans­la­ting? What would echo? And what would echo back? That was whe­re our fan­ta­sy took us.” — Dane Komljen
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© Flaneur Films

Marguerite Duras

Les Mains négatives

FR • 1979 • 14' • colour • 35mm • en sub
De schil­de­rij­en van han­den die gevon­den wer­den in de grot­ten uit het Magdalénien in Sub-Atlantisch Europa wor­den nega­tie­ve han­den genoemd. De con­tou­ren van deze han­den – uit­ge­strekt op de rots­wan­den – teke­nen zich af in kleur. Meestal blauw, zwart. Soms rood. Er is voor deze prak­tijk nog geen uit­leg gevon­den. Van de Bastille in Parijs tot de Champs-Elysées reist Les mains néga­ti­ves in één lang shot door­heen de lege stra­ten bij zons­op­gang. De beel­den van de ont­wa­ken­de stad en de nacht die plaats­maakt voor de dag, wor­den bewoond door de voi­ce-over van Marguerite Duras, die reflec­teert over lief­de en ver­lies en ver­re plaat­sen. Duras is beco­ming more and more impor­tant. There’s a con­nec­ti­on. Her idea of film­ma­king or how she tre­ats lan­gu­a­ge. She’s very rigorous, but what ente­red also into Human Flowers of Flesh is a cer­tain kind of roman­ti­cism. She mana­ged to do that wit­hout get­ting into any kind of kitsch. It’s always very pro­found and con­cre­te.” — Helena Wittmann
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© Éditions Benoît Jacob

Stan Brakhage

Mothlight

US • 1963 • 4' • colour • 16mm
De obses­sie van Stan Brakhage met het maken van films is als de aan­trek­kings­kracht van licht op een insect: dwang­ma­tig, onver­klaar­baar en zelf­des­truc­tief. A found foli­a­ge” film, Mothlight is made wit­hout a came­ra. Brakhage pasted moth­wings and flo­wers bet­ween two lay­ers of clear 16mm Mylar edi­ting tape and ran it through the prin­ting machi­ne, lea­ding to a resur­rec­ti­on in the projector’s beam. Mothlight is a para­doxi­cal pre­ser­va­ti­on of pie­ces of dead moths in the eter­nal medi­um of light (which is life and draws the moth to death); so it flut­ters through its very disin­te­gra­ti­on. Not the came­ra but the pro­jec­tor; not a repre­sen­ta­ti­on but the thing itself, a rib­bon of once-living stuff pre­ser­ved in cel­lu­loid cour­sing along, flas­hing befo­re our eyes: It was nei­ther Muybridge’s 1879 moti­on stu­dies nor the Lumière bro­thers’ 1895 actu­a­li­tés nor even Peter Kubelka’s ima­ge­less flic­ker film Arnulf Rainer (1960) that tru­ly mani­fe­sted the very essen­ce of cine­ma but the film-object Mothlight, a three-minu­te-thirteen-second moti­on-pic­tu­re col­la­ge assem­b­led and prin­ted by Stan Brakhage… An eye­blink of a movie that makes light of the­o­ry.” — J. Hoberman
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Mothlight © The Film-makers' Coop
Drift
Human flowers of flesh presskit kopie

Peter Kubelka

Unsere Afrikareise

AT • 1966 • 13' • colour • 16mm

Helena Wittmann

Wildnis

DE • 2013 • 12' • colour • digital

Dane Komljen

Phantasiesätze

DK/DE • 2017 • 17' • colour • digital

Marguerite Duras

Les Mains négatives

FR • 1979 • 14' • colour • 35mm • en sub

Stan Brakhage

Mothlight

US • 1963 • 4' • colour • 16mm